It had been some time since court and now it was closer to the wedding. In the park, they all gathered around along with Arnie who came in for the wedding. Everyone played ball except, Arnie, Lila, and Greg. After, everyone split off in some groups to hang out in various areas, but never that far from each another.
For Sasha, she started to wander along the pathway finding herself joined by, Arnie. "You don't like to talk much do you?" While he had an odd shaped head like his cousin, Arnie didn't really carry too much of looks compared to, Arnold. Wondered if Helga knew the possibility of having a kid one day with a unique shaped head.
"I like to observe. I'll talk when I feel the need to." Arnie said in his monotone voice. "Are you gay like your friend is?"
Guess he doesn't beat around the bush either, Sasha assumed. "Yes, and don't ask way too many questions of if I'm sure. I'm sure."
"Oh I know you are. I see the way you look at other females. It's no big deal to me. I was curious." Snorts.
"Some find it a turn on. I get it, but it isn't like I'll put on a show for someone." She hated how guys assumed things. It is one thing to be turned on, but to expect women to just do that was stupid.
"You shouldn't. I mean yeah the thought is nice and all, but you shouldn't." Arnie smiled at her casually actually hoping she didn't put too much thought in him talking to her. She was new to be around, and found her interesting so far. "Do you have any hobbies?"
Almost biting her lip but pulling back, Sasha answered him. "Scrap booking. Something about it calms me. I also like to draw on myself. I like to also dance like a fool inside my bedroom. What about you?"
"I collect lint, read ingredients, and I like dirt." Arnie scanned her legs and arms. "Have you drew on yourself recently?"
Seeing a juice bottle, Sasha picked it up, and handed it to him to read. "Yeah I have. It's starting to fade. I always use semi-permanent ink on me so regardless how much I scrub, it takes a few days to still disappear."
Reading the ingredients, Arnie was still reading when he asked, "Where is it located?"
"My butt cheek. Difficult to do perfectly but I achieved it." She said proudly. "What's your favorite ingredient to say?"
He had never been asked that question before. No one cared. "Why do you want to know?"
"When I was a kid I loved reading the ingredients and trying to pronounce the hardest ones. For the longest time I was laughing how poly-something or other was pronounced." She giggled at her stupidity.
"Acetylated monoglycerides. I enjoy that one right now to say."
"Cool. Thanks for answering me." Leaning over to read the label, she smiled not noticing that he was the least bit strange.
In another part of the park, Sid had his feet dangling from a log with his feet in the water. It felt so good to have the cold water up to his ankles. Leaning his head back he caught the slightest movement on the log. Peering over to his visitor, he smiled at her. Watched as she sat down next to him to place her feet in the water as well.
"Do you regret anything of what happened?" She wondered almost nervously.
"Me? No, I enjoyed myself immensely. What about you?" Sid asked with a smile. Closing his eyes, he was soon taken by surprise by her lips on his. They agreed to be friends so he wasn't expecting this.
"Wanna come over to my house? We can be F.W.B. No need for commitment, and if you are interested in someone you tell me, and we stop." She suggested.
Adjusting himself, Sid nodded his head dumbly as he slowly shifted to get up. He was willing to do this, and to do it often till college started. She was heading away far from here while he was staying here. Kissing her, he helped her up so they can leave the place.
Helga nudged Arnold to show him a little affair happening with, Sid. Both snickering, Arnold placed her back on the blanket to kiss her. It was fine to observe others, but this is what he wanted to do right now.
For Gerald and Phoebe, they were on the other side of the park discussing their plans on how to maintain communication while they will be so far away from each another. They were both nervous, and while Gerald was doing a good job of not showing it, she wasn't. Gerald thought of her as the single most beautiful girl he has ever met. She was so intelligent too. She had this wonderful personality, and she is a find. He was scared of another guy trying to steal her away. He was firm in wanting to be with her for a long time. This girl had everything you would want in a wife and as the future mother of your children.
As Phoebe shared her fears with him openly, Gerald hadn't so he felt it was time. He told her everything that he was thinking and proposed to make video calls instead of the phone. He wanted to see her face while she spoke. That cute blush that played up on her face got him to fall even deeper for her.
"Just remember that I want to be with you. Only you." Gerald spoke very softly as he kissed his pixie.
Phoebe fell into his embrace. She took in his warmth and love. She sighed with deep contentment. She wanted the same things as him. She was a realist, and she hoped this will last.
In Thad's mind, he watched Rhonda as she laid beside him. He knew deep down that with her going to Paris to study fashion was their doom. He loved her, but at the same time his fantasies were drifting away while they were replaced with the reality. They weren't built to last. He'll always love her and she might feel the same, but he knew this won't go any further. They had to break ties together and hope to remain friends. Oh he'll be there for her when she needed. He wouldn't mind. He just couldn't see that future. Can't imagine kids with her. Couldn't imagine her a wife. Sighing, he knew he had to say something. Feeling her hand on his, Thad looked down to those brown eyes.
Rhonda wasn't stupid. She was feeling the same thing. Thad belonged to another even if she hasn't showed up yet. He may of been odd, but he was sweet and very caring.
"You are thinking the same thing aren't you?" Rhonda blurted out softly. Seeing him nod and frown, Rhonda sat up to hold him. "It may be the end of that chapter, but I hope we remain friends, Thad. I'll always love you."
"I'll always love you too, Rhonda. You have made me happy." Thad agreed. It was a painless breakup it seemed. "I'll always be there for you."
Rhonda smiled at his sweetness. She knew he would be. "I'll be there for you too."
Their kiss was final but still very sweet. They continued to hold each another. Rhonda won't lie, she will cry about this. She did love that insane guy.
"Everything is changing, Patty. I can see it. Can feel it completely now." Harold observed. "I'm scared, but now I know it needs to be done."
Patty loved that he had insights from time to time. She smiled softly at the admission. "It is life, Harold. It always happens." Kissing him on his temple, she enjoyed feeling his arm go around her shoulder. "It is fine to be scared. Just don't let it rule you."
"I won't. At least I won't try to. I just know that I have people that I can lean against when I feel lost." Harold picked up a stray wild flower to hand to her. He was going to community college to learn about business. Ever since working at the butcher shop, he found what he wanted to do. He wanted to learn so much.
In another part of town, Greg guided Eugene up to his bedroom. Privacy was needed today of all days. Two beings were nervous and excited. Closing his bedroom door, Greg made sure to make Eugene very comfortable. Instructing him to lay down, Greg placed some music on before they proceeded to the next step in their relationship.
Eugene watched him intently. He was so graceful and so handsome. He never done this before so he hoped he can make him even more happy. He loved being positive, but even he can act a bit negatively. He wanted him happy. Feeling Greg on top of him, his kiss made him suddenly forget that nervousness.
At the boarding house, Phil and Gertie were dancing away as they listened to the classics from, Dino Spumoni. Gertie still being very spry continued to dance on the coffee table. Miles and Stella were peaking in smiling away. Miles was happy that his parents never lost their lust for life. They were always the most energetic parents he had ever seen.
"I feel boring compared to them." Stella told him through a large smile. She was slightly envious of their energy levels.
Leaning down to his wife, Miles whispered in her ear. "Trust me. You aren't boring, especially where it counts."
Hearing the hidden meaning there, Stella raised herself up before sashaying to the stair case. "Oh that's for certain, but just in case, do you want a refresher course?"
Hypnotized by his wife's sexy backside as she slowly ascended that staircase, Miles followed her without a word. He had no problem with following her lead. Damn, he has such a hot wife. When they reached their room, he lifted her up in his arms, and carried her inside. If someone interrupts him, he'll pull his machete out.
Yeah, Miles don't worry I won't interrupt you.
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